Forest.

It's an incredible forest. There is obviously wind and rain raging outside the forest, but the forest is refreshing and refreshing, with a little warm humidity at most. Qingyi looked up and found that the leaves, vines, and branches were intertwined, intertwined, and intertwined, like a layer of impermeable green barriers. Moreover, these plants are growing all the time, not in the ordinary sense of biology, cell by cell "growth", but visible to the naked eye, frighteningly expanding, lengthening, and maturing. This unimaginable growth rate completely counteracts the corrosive rate of acid rain, allowing the forest to keep the elves sheltered from the elements.

This is also a forest of hidden murderous intentions, because when Qingyi raised his head, at least five or six arrows were fired, aiming at his jaw. At the moment when the strings sounded softly (as light as raindrops hitting the leaves), the [Starry Night Gate] slowly unfolded behind Qingyi like a picture scroll, and the clear blue light rushed out, rolling up large and small whirlpools around Qingyi. When the arrow arrived, the Bone Tyrant's entire body was plunged into a vortex, and only a vague figure was seen, and the arrow burrowed into the vortex like a fish.

[Soul Vortex].

However, the flow of light did not disappear, but continued to move forward, like a suspended pond. Suddenly there was a splash in the pool, and one by one the soul-sucking monsters flew out of it! Their grimaces are so blue that they're painted with fluorescent paint! Elven archers were found, feet off the ground, struggling in the air, and then sucking their souls out. With the exception of high-level players who are exempt, all other players die instantly and suffer an additional death penalty of Soul Stripping.

Qingyi walks at a constant speed. He can't say it's too fast, but it's never slow. His soul fire pulsed in a rhythm of two-second, two-second rhythm, like his timer. The reason why he walked so steadily was that he avoided the irregularly growing roots of the tree at every step, or bypassed the great tree in front of him at the shortest distance, without a moment's hesitation. In the [Soul Force Field], he knew very well which position was the best choice.

"Host, you are not afraid of the enemy's home advantage at all, and Uncle Ben has to praise you for being amazing. You're growing up a little faster. Xue Duo praised.

"It's nothing compared to the Island of Confinement." In front of him was a pit, which Qingyi stepped on calmly, and the shadow filled the depression at the right time, making the king walk on the ground. As he walked, black blood was still dripping from his hands, dripping all the way. Under the cover of the Optical Flow, no one saw his movements.

At this time, some elven priests hurriedly stepped forward to stop the ghosts; The Bone Blade Assassin enters [Stealth] and sneaks through under the great threat of the archers. The outcome of this battle depends on whether the Assassins on the necromantic side kill the Priest first, or the Elven Archers remove the Bone Blade Assassins first. In an instant, the Assassins and the archers began a fierce offensive and defensive battle, with archers constantly being [cut throats], and assassins constantly falling to the ground with arrows.

Qingyi originally thought that the elven archers would achieve an overwhelming victory in the forest, but he didn't expect the casualty ratio to be four to six. But he was relieved to remember that the gossip master had taught the assassins about assassination. Taught by the words and deeds of the top Assassins, the Bone Blade Assassins are certainly qualified to compete with the Elven Archers.

However, there were more and more arrows, and they were available in all directions. The archers, under the command of Bald Eagles, nimbly used guerrilla tactics to gradually wear down the forces of the necromancers like wolves. If you insist on chasing an enemy in a certain direction, this amount of strength can easily be scattered. Therefore, Qingyi resolutely gathered the formation and directly attacked the enemy's base camp! He remembered that when he first gained a foothold in the White Bone Ocean, he also chose to take the middle palace directly regardless of it and kill the elven tribe.

An elf player standing at a watershed shoots arrows while retreating, his skills are very high, and he can also hit several [stealth] bone blade assassins in a row in the mobile state, and none of the arrows missed, which is not something that can be done with the assistance of the game system, he may have practiced firearms or bows and arrows in reality. The exposed Assassins were soon set on fire and killed in battle.

"Hahaha!" The player laughed loudly, and suddenly his neck was hot.

[Scarlet Raid: Red Devil's Decapitator].

At some point, Frankie appeared behind him, snapped his neck, and then turned and disappeared into the shadows of the trees.

The high-ranking elites paraded around, guarding the commandos, and Qingyi sat in the center of the team. Although there were casualties from time to time, it was not something he could manage. He can't connect to the soul fire of every combat unit, because he has to conserve stamina - not the physical strength of the game, but the physical strength that supports his thinking and calculation. If you are forced to quit due to poor physical condition before you see the bald eagle, there is no chance of regret.

Suddenly, the "adjustable frequency walkie-talkie" he wore in his ear hole rang. The idea for this gizmo comes from the power item intercepted during the last war, and it has not yet been mass-produced, and can only be worn by high-ranking commanders. When the distance between the two necromantic creatures exceeds the combined radius of their soul force field, the soul wavelength cannot be connected, but the "FM walkie-talkie" can clearly convert the wavelength into a wave frequency band that can travel farther and is not easily absorbed by the entity, allowing the two sides to achieve medium-distance dialogue.

"What's the matter?"

Qingyi slowed down his pace, listened for a while, and then resolutely increased his pace.

Xue Duo asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Nothing." Qingyi was still walking, and the "Guardian of the Throne" blocked the stray arrows for him. His eyes were only fixed on the front: "Didn't we pass through the slope of the pine trees?" After we entered the forest, the elves did some kind of magic to make the pine trees rise again. To put it simply, our back road is blocked. ”

"What?! Then why are you rushing forward, don't you hurry up and clear the way back for yourself! ”

"Skaul has to worry about the back road, what we have to do is to kill the bald eagle and carry out the decapitation operation. There is no retreat without retreat, I don't care. Qingyi said.

Xue Duo was helpless: "How obsessed are you with decapitation tactics and blitzkrieg......"

Qingyi did not answer. For some reason, he felt more and more like he was getting closer to the bald eagle. He tried to get the rhythm of the soul fire back to normal, but it jumped faster and faster, second by second, and had no choice but to let it go. He began to make all kinds of unrealistic fantasies, imagining what the bald eagle would look like, speculating what the bald eagle would say to him in the opening sentence, and how he would answer at that time...... He was uneasy, he was uneasy, the billions of stars behind him were vibrating, and his black blood and light flowed together.

He wants to see the bald eagle!

Dididi, the "FM walkie-talkie" came with news again. Qingyi couldn't wait to see the bald eagle, and he was a little unkind to this sudden conversation: "Hey? ”

Then he slowed down until he stopped. Necromantic creatures swept past him, but he remained stunned.

Suddenly, he turned around and shouted, "Retreat! After the Ghost Class is broken! ”

Xue Duo sighed: "Host, didn't you say to behead?" ”

"Elven reinforcements have invaded the Transit Island and invaded the Villa. Skoll and the incapacitated Nave were on it. Qingyi said coldly. His heart was cut like a knife, firstly because he cared about the safety of his subordinates and allies, and secondly, because he missed the opportunity to meet Bald Eagle.

How many lives will it cost to meet again?

The original straight forward was changed to retreat, and several more soldiers fell between the change of formation. Mid-to-high-level troops like Ghosts shouldn't have been brought to the queen of the palace, but if they weren't blocked, the other classes would definitely be greatly damaged in the forest. Even after someone broke down, the team was attrition from time to time - the vines came from any angle, dragging or hoisting the necromantic creatures, but it was impossible for others to stop and rescue.

As soon as he stepped out of the forest, Qingyi's whole body was bathed in cold black rain, but he felt that the environment was much more pleasant than in the forest. Five hundred meters in front of him, the tree people waved their arms, forming a great green wall. Their vitality is so tenacious that they can still get up after a long night of fierce fighting, after a full night of acid rain erosion, and they don't care about the rain that seeps into the heart of the tree.

"'III.'"

Hearing the king's call, the Grim Reaper incarnation (imitation) sped up and flew at the forefront, and the soul fire eyes burned violently!

Pointing the scepter forward, Qingyi shouted: "Chop these woods!" ”

Before the words fell, a red shadow jumped out of the distance! How can Frankie, who thinks he is a pawn of his master, tolerate his master entrusting heavy responsibilities to others!

The Grim Reaper incarnate (imitation) put away his scythe, followed closely behind like a black meteor, and said in a low voice: "Senior, don't get in the way. ”

Looking at the two subordinates scrambling, Qingyi was still uncomfortable.

On his previous visit to Cornhill Villa, he knew that the Blood Elves owned an unnamed island. The island has a harbor, guards, and the only magic circle that can be teleported into the Villa. The blood elves' personnel deployment and material transfer are completely dependent on this island, so this island is also called a transit island by some people. If this island falls, the Blood Elves' supply lines will be completely broken, and the Lili Villa will be isolated, so the Blood Elves have never hesitated to invest in this island.

However, just a moment ago, the transit island fell, the defenders were slaughtered, and the elves also directly entered the Qinli Villa through the teleportation magic array! At this time, the necromantic creatures rushed to clean up the tree people, received His Majesty, and left the blood elves in the villa, unable to stop the elves who came to the door! It's a decapitation! This is the way out!

The bald eagle's methods are indeed endless. First, lurking outside the city and changing the weather early; Then the indefatigable treants were used as soldiers, and they fought all night to keep the necromantic creatures; Then suppress it with meteorological magic such as [Cloudless] and [Solar Wind] to continue to retain the necromantic creatures; After being blocked on the walls for a day and a night, the necromantic creature finally couldn't resist attacking, but once again, it fell into the hands of the bald eagle. He used [Overgrown Frenzy] and [Arrow Rain], he created a forest, and he even cut off Qingyi's retreat - but in the end it was just a scam! He didn't plan to get the results from Qingyi at all, what he wanted was to destroy the entire Qinli Villa!

"Could it be that I overestimate myself?" Qingyi muttered.

He let out a low sigh. Next, what will the bald eagle do?